Rinzler doesn't finish the chase in the way Peter had anticipated, going for an attack instead. Peter curses to himself, tensing to move. In the sparse second he has between them leaving the program's hands and making it to him, he has to think. They may have needed the confined space for the trap to work, but it makes it difficult for Peter to accurately dodge. He takes a quick glance up, plotting to dash back up the wall and around the ceiling. Keeping to the outer limits of the room should keep him out of direct fire. At least the throw will put the discs out of Rinzler's grasp and make it easier to force the program through the net if need be.

He's ready for this change of plans, but he quickly realizes he doesn't have to. When the discs hit the net line, a crackling pop fills the air as the electric current stops them in their tracks. It's better than Peter could have hoped for.

He relaxes, standing a little straighter as he stares at the fallen discs in awe. Slowly his grin returns, more triumphant than vicious as he lets his gaze rise back to Rinzler. He doesn't notice that the devices that Alice planted have made the same cracking noise, damaged by the overload caused by the discs energy output.

Peter takes a few steps toward the division line of the net. All he has to do now is get Rinzler to cross and maybe he'll get to see the program fall just the same. "Looks like your toys are broken. What now? Do you have it in you to try a real fight instead of using the fancy lights?"